I kinda have to say that Mondays hate me to the core. I had just bought this brand new book bag for a camping trip because my last one was torn apart by wolves. (yeah thanks alot you guys, REEEEAL funny...) I had to drag it back to my car which was 2 miles away or just leave it there. The worst part was that it was one of those hiking ones that are supposed to be sturdy and hard (yeah luls all you want even I did a lil XD) and it just had both of the shoulder straps broken as well as the handle strap on top. Im not even gonna try to say the others becuase it includes blue balls, pain, s well as a VERY pissed off Chihuahua. I think I saw a poacher because I heard a gunshot and saw what appeared to be a man with a gun dragging something. But since all i had was a hatchet, a combat knife, and a cooking pan (is thats considered a weapon?)

Peace out from the mischievous Foxwolf who is still masterless...